I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

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"Grandmaster, this is how I got the inheritance from Master."

On the seventh floor of the Creation Space, Zhao Heng told Duan Lingxiao the whole story of how he got the inheritance from Jue Ting.

Zhao Heng also told the truth, telling the story of the great war between the good and the evil in the southern region, where Jue Ting was buried.

And the story of how he entered the ruins space and got the inheritance from Jue Ting a thousand years later.

Of course, some of the parts were slightly polished.

For example, he and Jue Ting had originally reached an agreement that he could get the inheritance from Jue Ting if he agreed to three conditions from the other party.

At this time, Zhao Heng changed it to that he passed Jue Ting's test, got his recognition, and was chosen by him as his successor.

But the difference between the two is not big. He inherited Jue Ting's inheritance and was considered half a disciple of the other party.

It's just that the relationship is closer at this moment to prevent Duan Lingxiao from thinking of him as a thief who steals his teacher.

After listening to Zhao Heng's story, Duan Lingxiao fell into deep thought.

The deep eyes seemed to be looking back at the long-forgotten history of thousands of years ago, and at the same time, they were also examining whether there were any loopholes or clues in Zhao Heng's words.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng took out a dark red token shaped like a blade from the storage ring.

The three gold-plated characters "Xura Sect" were engraved in front of the token, and the words "Sanjue Hall" were written on the back.

"Master, this is also a token passed down to me by Master. Master asked me to take the token and return to Shura Sect to recognize my ancestors." Zhao Heng said without blushing or beating his heart.

Duan Lingxiao raised his hand and took the token, staring at it for a long time.

The palm that was not a physical body kept stroking the token, as if it was immersed in memories again.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng simply took out the Godly Sword and presented it with both hands.

"Master, there is also this Godly Blade, which is also a legacy of Master."

Seeing the dark golden broken blade in Zhao Heng's hand, Duan Lingxiao's eyes lit up, and he flicked his finger, and a mysterious energy shot into the broken blade.

"Buzz......!"

The blade trembled, and a strange humming sound came out.

Then, from the center of the blade, a mysterious energy that Zhao Heng had never felt before oozed out, shooting into the void, forming a human figure.

This man was wearing a black gown, with handsome features, firm outlines, and thick sword eyebrows. He was a charming old handsome man.

"Jueting!"

In the relic space, Zhao Heng had seen Jueting's shadow and recognized him at a glance.

At this time, although Jueting in the shadow still had outstanding appearance and temperament, his temples had grown white hair, wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his aura seemed to be much more decadent.

He looked up at Duan Lingxiao and sighed softly.

"In this world, you are the only one who can uncover the mark I left in the Godly Sword.

Old man, if you see this image I left, it means that I have already fallen on that battlefield, so you don't have to be sad.

When I left the Shura Sect, I hated you, but as time passed, I gradually understood your intentions. To be honest, I regret it."

Jueting rubbed his brows and said awkwardly.

"But I cut off my cultivation and severed my relationship with the Three Absolutes Hall and the Shura Sect. So many people saw it. It would be too embarrassing for me to come back with a face like that.

So, I founded the Shura Sect in the Southern Region. I wanted to create a super power that could challenge the Shura Sect in the future as quickly as possible, so that you, old man, could see that I could do something without relying on you.

Unexpectedly, I was involved in this damn war between good and evil, and was eventually trapped and died here.

Forget it, it's just bad luck. I accept my fate. Considering that you have taught me for so many years and we have been master and apprentice, I will try my best to find a successor to pass on the inheritance of the Three Absolutes Hall.

However, you know my talent. The successor I am looking for must have a higher talent than me, otherwise how can he surpass you, an old man, and let me vent my anger."

Speaking of this, Jue Ting smiled and looked up at the sky.

"Okay, I don't have much time left. I'll go take a nap first. I haven't rested like this for a long time. It's actually quite quiet here, but it's a pity that there's no woman to accompany me.

I still remember the first time I went to the brothel, you took me there..."

"..."

Duan Lingxiao's detached and free-spirited face froze slightly.

The next moment, Jue Ting's figure disappeared in the void, and a voice that only Duan Lingxiao could hear came into his ears.

"Master... I'm sorry, it was your disciple who misunderstood you!"

The light dissipated, and the Godly Sword wailed.

Duan Lingxiao stared at the void, where the figure disappeared, in a daze, and a trace of sadness could not help revealing in his eyes.

The face that was originally full of energy, at this moment, actually looked a little haggard and old.

"Alas..."

A long sigh echoed in this space.

After a long time, Duan Lingxiao restrained his emotions, looked at Zhao Heng calmly, and nodded slightly.

"Very good, it seems you didn't lie.

In fact, I already knew about Jue Ting's death, but this is the first time I've seen him in a thousand years. This kid is still so outspoken."

Hearing this, Zhao Heng's heart trembled.

He guessed correctly. Although Jue Ting was in the Southern Region, Duan Lingxiao, a powerful man in the Divine Infant Realm and the leader of the Shura Sect, must have a way to find out about the Southern Region.

If he was smart and made up information about Jue Ting, it would definitely arouse the other party's suspicion.

The other party was deliberately testing him just now.

At this time, Duan Lingxiao looked Zhao Heng up and down again, and couldn't help showing satisfaction in his eyes.

"You are in the late Yuan Gang Realm, the late God Controlling Realm, and the middle Gui Yuan Realm. You are a fellow cultivator from the three lines. You have also mastered the essence of the Three Ultimate Slashes of Heaven and Earth. You are very good!"

Zhao Heng was not surprised that Duan Lingxiao could see his own cultivation.

The moment he used the Three Ultimate Slashes of Heaven and Earth, he had already been exposed.

However, it seems that Duan Lingxiao is not yet aware of the secrets such as the Demon Lord in his body, the Qiankun Jiyang Cauldron, and it is even less likely that he knows the existence of the "Tao Seed Dice".

However, this may also be related to the fact that he is not physically present.

But in short, as long as he doesn't know his true trump cards and secrets, and uses his identity as the successor of Jueting as a cover, his safety is basically guaranteed.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master. My disciple is stupid. I hope Master will give you more guidance and support." Zhao Heng showed a respectful look.

Now that everyone has called "Master" and bowed, Zhao Heng naturally hugged him tightly.

Seeing Zhao Heng being so respectful, Duan Lingxiao also had a smile on his face.

"Since you are Jueting's successor, you are also my successor, and I will never treat you badly.

From now on, you will be promoted to the position of the Lord of the Sanjue Palace. How about that? "

As soon as Duan Lingxiao opened his mouth, Zhao Heng was stunned. As soon as they met, he wanted to give him the position of palace master. Is this the experience of a relationship household?

"Master, is this...is this appropriate?" Zhao Heng couldn't help but ask.

"What's inappropriate? Do you know that I come from the lineage of Sanjue Hall? The master of Sanjue Hall more than a thousand years ago is me."

Hearing this, Zhao Heng couldn't help but show surprise. He had only been in Shura Sect for a short time, so naturally he didn't know about these origins.

Duan Lingxiao took advantage of the situation and explained to Zhao Heng.

"Back then, when I was the master of the Sanjue Hall, I had seven direct disciples, the most outstanding of whom were your master and your uncle.

Your master Jueting, the seventh oldest, is the last direct disciple that I have accepted.

He was the latest to enter, but he was extremely talented. In less than a hundred years, he had already entered the Danxia Realm and mastered the most powerful secret technique of the Three Jue Palace, the Three Jue Slashes of Heaven and Earth.

His sword power is unparalleled among his peers, and even your uncle may not be able to suppress him. Everyone speculates that he will inherit my mantle and become the next master of the Sanjue Hall.

However, in the end, I retired from the Sanjue Palace and passed on the position of Palace Master to your uncle. Do you know why? "

Zhao Heng thought for a moment and replied: "The so-called ordering of elders and younger ones. Does the master think it is just right to pass the throne to the great uncle and change the name?"

Duan Lingxiao smiled and shook his head, "There should be order between elders and younger ones. That is the rule of mortals. In the Immortal Cultivation Sect, the strong are respected.

In terms of strength, talent, and contribution to the Sanjue Palace, your master is fully qualified to inherit the power of the palace master. "

"Why is that?" Zhao Heng looked confused.

"Your master is too talented and too arrogant. He would rather take what is straight than seek what is wrong. This character makes his cultivation path more courageous and diligent.

But as a high-ranking person who controls the fate and future of countless people, his temperament may also cause disaster. I have high expectations for him, so he must be tempered.

In that succession battle, I intend to pass the position of palace master to your uncle, just to see if he can learn to tolerate it.

But this guy came to me to question me face to face, and after getting a clear answer from me.

He was so angry that he touched the tomb with the Divine Sword in anger, cut off the Divine Weapons, beheaded the cultivators, severed ties with him, and left the Shura Sect, never to return. "

It seemed that it brought back memories of the past, and Duan Lingxiao's eyes revealed a hint of sadness.

"What an idiot. Among the seven disciples, I have the highest expectations for him. What does the position of the master of Sanjue Hall mean?

When the old sect master was dying, he secretly passed on the position of sect master to me, and the successor I chose is your master. "

After listening to Duan Lingxiao's words, Zhao Heng couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

It turns out that Jueting was once a strong man in the Danxia Realm, and he cut off his cultivation to go to the Southern Territory. Moreover, this master actually planned to let Jueting inherit the position of the sect leader in the future.

If Jueting had not left Shura Sect, maybe the entire Shura Sect would have been his, but there is no regret medicine in the world, and there are not so many what-ifs.

Duan Lingxiao looked at Zhao Heng again.

"My child, if you are willing, I can immediately announce that you will inherit the position of the master of the Sanjue Hall. In this way, you can be regarded as inheriting the inheritance of me and your master, and you will end the regrets of the past.

Of course, everything depends on your wishes. "